BubbleYUM’s Secret Garden

“Mathematical! A weekend to myself only comes every.... It never happens! I guess I can treat myself to an afternoon in my secret garden.”

“Secret what?” Said Peppermint Butler.

“Ssshhhhhh!” And Bubblegum ran away.

She was past the guardians and off to Tree Trunks house. Well, beside her house. Bubblegum jumped on an old stump and said the secret phrase, “Mumbo-pie!” And she shrank down to the size of a mouse and into the hollowed our stump.

The inside was a lot like Bubblegum’s lab at the castle, but she had way more spying gadgets. As far as being a garden... there were some failed experimental magic beans, but that was it.

“Time to get my spy on!!! Hmm, I wonder what Marceline is doing?” On a monitor she saw a slightly chubbier Marceline gorging herself on a feast of junk food.

“What On Glob’s Pink Ooo? Hmmm?” She glanced at her crystal ball. “This will let me feel her emotions no matter how far away Marceline is.” Bubblegum rubbed the crystal ball to secretly sync with Marceline. Instantly she felt a tingling in her groin and a hunger she had never felt before.

“Being a princess means law and order and world peace and being a pretty face for all the people to see. But this weekend I wanna stuff my face with all Tree Trunks leftovers. And at this size I’m sure to explode like the time Tree Trunks are that Crystal Apple. Hehe.”

With her newfound fetish, Bubblegum hopped down a secret tunnel that went underneathe Tree Trunks house. Arriving quietly was easy and Bubblegum peeked her head up to see if anyone was home. It looked like Tree Trunks was leaving. On her way out the door Bubblegum heard her say in her senile tone, “I’m going on a 4-hour jog and all my treats are gonna taste so yummy when I return.”

The door shut and Bubblegum turned around to see a glorious pie steaming on the counter. She stood in front of the pie, which towered over her. She could feel that tingling return as she thought about being a complete pig for the next 4 hours.

Carefully taking off her clothes, Bubblegum thought she’d soak herself in the pie like a hot tub. She picked a hole in the crust and took the dip. “Oooh, it’s so warm in here.” The thick syrup was oozing through her toes and when she got to being waste deep she enjoyed the feeling of hot syrup coming into contact with her labia. “Mmmnnn”.

Being comfortable, she started eating all the crust around her. She felt pressure building up in her stomach. Her flat little tummy was starting to get tight.

Bubblegum turned her attention to the cherries. “I want to be big and round just like you at the end of this.” Bite after bite she felt herself getting fuller and fuller. She had hardly put a dent in the pie, but her reflection in a nearby bread pan caught her eye.

She had formed a nice little pot belly. It was perfectly round like a cherry and she had some bigger boobs to deal with too. “Mmmm, that’s more like it. Look at me? What would Marceline say if she saw me like this? Hmmm, I wonder what she’s up to now?”

Bubblegum turned to leave the pie behind and get back to her secret garden to use the crystal ball again. “Ooh, it hurts to move. I’ll have to take it easy.”

Bubblegum carefully waddled back and went to rub her crystal ball. “Ooops, that’s my belly. Hehe.” Now rubbing her real crystal ball she couldn’t believe what she saw. “Marceline is huge! No fair! It must be her vampire powers...” Bubblegum looked down at her pot belly less favorably than before.

She returned her eyes to the crystal ball and felt a longing sensation in between her legs. “I NEED to do something about this.” Bubblegum watched Marceline eat and eat while she quietly fingered herself. “Oooh, I wish I was a big piggy like you Marceline. Look at those folds and that rippling cellulite appearing before my eyes. It must be *mmmmnnpu* amazing to feel your body blow up like that.”

Bubblegum felt herself drifting off to sleep and into dreamland. “It’s a dream! I can be as big as I want! I want... the rest of Tree Trunks pie!” And it appeared. She hopped in just like before. But unlike before, she ate and ate and didn’t feel full. She did feel her body expanding though.

“Yes! Oh my Glob! Yes!” Her stomach was enormous and lumpy, full of cherries she swallowed whole. She watched the giant cherries get softer and become a part of her. Her thighs got fatter and her boobs spilled onto her expanding tummy. Her stomach became soft and had two large rolls. Reaching underneath it, she was excited to feel her fat fuppa for the first time. Her speech began to slur from the weight of the newly formed fat on her cheeks and neck. “Ri ranna re rigger!”

She was huge. At least twice the size of the Marceline she remembered on the crystal ball. But then a real challenge appeared. A 2000 gallon tub of heavy cream. Bubblegum hooked up the nozzle to her mouth and felt her body expanding faster than ever.

Her chins rested in her chest and her belly hung over her fupa. She became so heavy that she fell down. It didn’t hurt to fall thanks to her fat ass. Her still expanding stomach lay on the ground between her spread legs. Her breasts were riddled with stretch marks and her tits were the size of dinner plates. She began to lay on her back. Her body was so heavy and the cream was only half gone.

She didn’t have even the resemblence of a feminine curve left on her body. LSP would probably assume she belonged with her kind now. Even laying flat, her cellulite infested stomach stood as tall as she used to. “Mmmmmnnnnpphhhhh!* I can’t even lift my arm to stop the machine!” She saw her morbid reflection above her and smiled.

Bubblegum woke up to a loud moaning from Marceline in the crystal ball. She looked down and saw that she had apparently orgasmed and squirted all over herself in her sleep.

“I’m gonna give Marceline a call so I can finish this night right.” She glanced up to a shelf where a previously perplexing invention lay in a very long and narrow box.